Julie Cordiner

This is not my take on the headline, but I’ve posted it here because I could not come up with anything more ludicrous.

“Short hair hints may be ‘sabotage” study finds.

Publishing her research on the ’Science Direct’ website, under the heading  ‘Personality and individual Differences’  Danielle Sulikowski details how women were asked to giv…[Read more]

Congratulations to Seagreen, and to everyone else who supplied an entertaining and impressive piece to October’s comp. And to Knicks for setting it,

Apologies, Knicks, I’m not going to submit anything this month – torn three ways with something that will not knit.

@ Richard, glad to hear you were inspired, and hope it becomes a (good) habit. I did try to make sure I’d the time-line correct for Rebecca, but whichever, it worked as far as impact was concerned.

I should’ve known better than to panic –  what I took for drought was silent fermentation which resulted in an uncorking and a fizzing cascade of sparkling wines.   Knick’s violently vivid tale of betrayal dangerously intoxicating with an awe-inspiring detonation of language.

Richard B’s continuation of his ‘Whodunnit’ tale and Rebecca’s stoi…[Read more]

As I well know, Ath, but returning from a week in Orkney  to nil activity I thought I’d give everyone a second possibility of inspiration.

Thank YOU Libby – as ever I look forward to reading your entry.

UPDATE/ALTERNATIVE TO SEPTMBER COMP.

In view of lack of response so far, I wonder whether Tessa Hadley’s new collection, ‘After the funeral’ might be more inspiring? If so, give it a go – give them both a go if you feel so inspired – you’ve still a couple of weeks.

Oh heck – I never saw that coming, not among so many superb entries – thank you, Libby, for comp and comments, and thank you all for much reading awe and entertainment. I’ll aim to post September’s competition before the end of the day. [but isn’t it odd how often a last minute, popped into one’s head,  final sentence seems to make what seems  a d…[Read more]

Don’t envy your task of choosing a winner, Libby!

Probably a bit aslant of what you were hoping for Libby, but is the idea that stuck

‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?’

I guess you had to’ve been there, because even now,  months later, just thinking about it makes me smile. It was the usual semi-dormant Friday afternoon meeting, Anton, our boss, wanting us to brain-storm some sort of…[Read more]

“Season to taste”

I could say it started as a joke, except I knew, at that age, Suze and I were, a bit self-consciously, aiming to bridge the gap between our schoolgirl selves and the mysterious, scary-but-enticing grown-up world we were bracing ourselves to enter.

Both of us were in top English. Read our homework to each other, critiqued (a mor…[Read more]